CELIA
My heart was in my mouth, yet he was sure of his accusation.
“I-I didn't kill anyone!” My trembling voice answered.
He smiled mischievously.
“What?” My brows furrowed.
“Whatever you say.” His deep voice replied.
He stepped back.
“So Carlos is on our side, right?”
A breath slipped free of my lips.
“No!”
His forehead slightly crumpled up.
“Carlos will accept you as long as you're Salvatore's blood. The moment he finds out that you're someone else, he will be the first one to abandon us.”
“Wow! That scheming priest.” He perched on the bed again.
“Who else?”
“You can't trust anyone here, but me.”
“Is that so?” He smirked.
“Damian is your biggest enemy but there are others…”
“Just why the f**k your husband has so many enemies?” His tone was sarcastic.
“Killian Salvat
